DAY 17 B"h we had a fine Shabbos over here in the Holy Land.
But Sunday is always "Vay Avdah Nefesh Day", and the YH is trying to reel me back in with his favorite tools -general depressi
on, and Plain Yentie as a trigger. But I'm trying to
keep on reminding myself:
A)
Clean is what I really want to be,
By myself there's no way that's going to happen for the l
ong term,
C) By giving over the battle to Hashem, and turning to him with a little prayer in the middle of the street to take away this illogical urge, I will do something that works; and not just
keep every little n
on-incident inside to make me frustrated and angry at the world just for going about their everyday life.
D) Most importantly, I am no l
onger al
one... Where ever I am and whatever I'm doing I've got all of you guys in the back of my mind, and I know that I have where to go and who to talk to about what's bothering me. It's mammesh the chabeerah of my dreams -which means that we meet here not just to eat ruggelach, shmooze, and exchange vertlach
on the parshah or chasiddish politics. We're all working more or less
on the same kabbalos in the same area, with similar nisy
onos. And being
one of you GYES is a big push to
keep on trucking...
Okay, now I can get back to Zanvil and Devoirah...